tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236582482011-11-15T16:24:30.848-02:00O Prazer de Pensar...<center><i><b>“Então me diz qual é a graça de já saber o fim da estrada...<br>Quando se parte rumo ao nada?!?"<br> <br>Paulinho Moska</b></i></center><br>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-51505448347662203292010-09-28T17:26:00.003-03:002011-03-28T15:30:43.220-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TKJNx7VP92I/AAAAAAAAAZU/AnjvPnJLyt4/s1600/Sete_V%C3%A9us.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TKJNx7VP92I/AAAAAAAAAZU/AnjvPnJLyt4/s400/Sete_V%C3%A9us.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">São sete véus...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Um a um</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Tu vais tirando...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Os véus dos meus segredos,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Revelando todos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">E guardando-os só pra ti!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Em cada gesto meu,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Descobres mais um mistério!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">A cada provocação,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">A cada sedução...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Uma parte minha se expõe.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">E assim vou me desnudando,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Mostrando-me inteira,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Completa...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Mulher, pele, alma, coração...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Mulher de amor,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Cheia de desejo,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">Sem recato ou pudor...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-5150544834766220329?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-47190621746778075402010-09-26T15:39:00.004-03:002011-03-28T15:30:18.874-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TJ-OofFyhrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qx-e49zyERg/s1600/IMG00941-20100916-2014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TJ-OofFyhrI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qx-e49zyERg/s400/IMG00941-20100916-2014.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Voando pelos céus da vida</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Em busca de amor e paixão...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">No som do vento,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Nas asas da liberdade,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Canta a fada uma canção!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">A melodia tão bela,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Traz à tua lembrança</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Cada curva do meu corpo inteiro</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Já me revelei inteira...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Conheces TUDO... </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Corpo, Alma, Coração...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Pensamentos, vontades, sonhos...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Desde a ponta dos pés que já nem tocam mais o chão...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Até os cabelos que te envolvem feito véu...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">TUDO já conheces!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">E conheces decor...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Como sempre repetes:</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">"A mulher dos meus sonhos </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">que agora é real"...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Tua eterna paixão!!!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Lúcida, clara... Encantada,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Sem nem colocar os pés no chão...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">E que ocupa cada espaço do teu coração...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Nossa história será escrita</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Cada pedacinho... A quatro mãos...</span></strong></div><span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <strong> </strong></span></span><br /> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-4719062174677807540?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-34127101522894940902010-09-24T11:34:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:29:24.612-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-size: large;"><em>Presente Para...</em></span></strong></div><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;"></span></strong><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Se eu pudesse te dar um presente precioso,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Te roubaria do teu mundo hoje...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Talvez nem soubesse pra onde te levaria...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Mas te daria asas.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Asas brancas como as minhas...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E seríamos os dois iguais.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Assim te levaria pra qualquer lugar...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Em completa liberdade!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Liberdade pra sentir o que quiséssemos...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Pra falar de tudo e de nada...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Ou só de amor.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Pra falar do que já passou</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E do que virá,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">De coisas sérias e coisas bobas...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Voaríamos lado a lado e pousaríamos na flor </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Que chamasse mais atenção...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Pelo menos por hoje, sumiríamos do mundo.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Seríamos parte de tudo...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Pura poesia, um dia de liberdade extrema.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Liberdade pra provar o que tivéssemos vontade.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Liberdade para olhar fundo nos olhos </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E dizer tudo que se tem vontade...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Perguntar o que tem por curiosidade saber.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Voar sobre as luzes da cidade adormecida...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Sobre o mar</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E sob o céu pontilhado de estrelas.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Liberdade pra chorar de alegria,</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Pra pedir um abraço</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E ganhar um beijo...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Ou um colo pra aplacar a saudade </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E o cansaço de tanto tempo de busca...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Por um dia eu te roubaria e te daria asas</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">E liberdade para amar...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;">Mas falta pouco agora...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-3412710152289494090?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-35902503275312684252010-09-15T12:07:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:28:44.695-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Ah!!!! Esse teu olhar...</em></span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Que faz meu coração suspirar...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Sonho descobrir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Tudo que mais gostas.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Eu sei...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Irás responder que já sei muito...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mas quero saber mais,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Tudo que te faz sorrir </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Tudo que te deixa em paz</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Quero descobrir...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">O que te faz olhar desse jeito pra mim.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">E desde quando sorri assim...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Saber de todos os teus quereres...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Pra fazer feliz o coração que bate aí...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-3590250327531268425?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-13132653678531157762010-08-27T18:17:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:28:14.052-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/THgqt5pd2hI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vVQNfYUPEW4/s1600/PE-069-0276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/THgqt5pd2hI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vVQNfYUPEW4/s400/PE-069-0276.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Sem sentido...</em></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">É estranho?</span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Pode até ser...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Vejo cores,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando sinto cheiros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Revivo emoções,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando às vezes sonho.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Antecipo o destino,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando paro pra pensar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Consumo o prazer,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando leio teus lábios,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Desnudo minha alma,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando vejo a lua.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Apresso as horas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Sinto-me dona do mundo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Quando quero te ter...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #4c1130;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-1313265367853115776?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-61401573625796312502010-08-02T13:35:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:27:39.766-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TFbyxT2XEOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u3uB5kAhnpM/s1600/96237542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TFbyxT2XEOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/u3uB5kAhnpM/s400/96237542.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Falta Quanto?!?!...</em></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Falta uma volta...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Falta pouco agora!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">O relógio...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Nem pra frente,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Nem pra trás...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Mesmo assim tudo gira...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Tudo roda à nossa volta!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Volta pra casa...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Fim da viagem...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Falta pouco agora!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-6140157362579631250?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-30383738065957408372010-07-30T23:24:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:27:14.971-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TFOIY_vI5YI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oeS0T2T0Wj0/s1600/82213331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TFOIY_vI5YI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oeS0T2T0Wj0/s400/82213331.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: purple;"><em>Exagerado...</em></span> </strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Como poderia resistir?!?!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Se és como o mar,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Que invade sem rodeios...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Quando sinto teu perfume,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Sinto o mundo aos meus pés...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Exagerado???</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Sempre...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Completamente...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">Extremamente...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;">E-xa-ge-ra-do!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-3038373806595740837?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-78600039632950503632010-07-12T01:02:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:26:47.377-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TDqTFHeA6wI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2sQEsfUTfTs/s1600/42-15220370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TDqTFHeA6wI/AAAAAAAAAWw/2sQEsfUTfTs/s400/42-15220370.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Surreal... </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Algo entre o sonho e o real.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Eu sinto na pele</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Tua respiração passeando pelo meu corpo...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Na escuridão da noite,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Na paixão da madrugada.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Enquanto teus dedos desenham,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Nossos segredos em mim.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Já nem sei se é sonho...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Apenas sinto,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Para além do real...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Tuas mãos semeando meu desejo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Aguando minha libido,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Cultivando flores no meu corpo fértil!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-7860003963295050363?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-5649367624607515812010-07-09T22:13:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:26:16.854-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TDfIFB1NBMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BUsT0cy3P_M/s1600/87989932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TDfIFB1NBMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BUsT0cy3P_M/s400/87989932.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Não sei qual janela esqueci aberta... </span></div><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Não sei como conseguiste entrar... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Por que invadiste? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Por que tomaste conta de todos os meus espaços? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Se nem teus passos eu ouvi... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Se nem tua presença pressenti... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Mas já que entraste... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;">Agora fica...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>.</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-564936762460751581?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-18219337557215247172010-07-03T23:22:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:25:46.644-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TC_vwBb_B3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BoQ5Jns6zKk/s1600/83299702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TC_vwBb_B3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BoQ5Jns6zKk/s400/83299702.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Cuida do amor...</span></em></strong></div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Rega a flor,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Longe da dor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">E coloca na tua vida a cor..</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">E o ardor do amor.</span></div><br /> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-1821933755721524717?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-64878121982439080482010-06-29T23:29:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:25:03.815-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TCqrI58SYKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OdD2GsljQY0/s1600/IN%C3%8DCIO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TCqrI58SYKI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OdD2GsljQY0/s400/IN%C3%8DCIO.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>INÍCIO...</em></span></strong></div><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong><br /><div align="center"><strong><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>A saudade termina</em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>No início...</em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>No silêncio...</em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>Bem onde começa</em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em></em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"><em>A tua boca!!!</em></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-6487812198243908048?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-83767969928517382010-06-22T21:43:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:24:38.282-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TCFYJXLv68I/AAAAAAAAAVc/CTGjRGpJ0qg/s1600/84422992.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TCFYJXLv68I/AAAAAAAAAVc/CTGjRGpJ0qg/s400/84422992.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Desmantelo dos Versos...</span></em></strong></div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">E todo dia ele chega</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Espalhando versos...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Versos de todas as poesias,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Pela minha vida afora.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Semente forte em terreno fértil</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">E desmantela meus pensamentos,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Confunde conceitos,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">E encanta minha alma.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">E meus versos?!?!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Desses já não sei...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Vão se desmanchando em tinta azul</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Pelo papel branco...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Já não sei onde sou eu,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Ou onde é ele!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> </span><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-8376796992851738?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-37768348397654399622010-06-15T01:14:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:15:36.817-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TBb9kg04QSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WuALwPnbsQg/s1600/98256488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="227" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TBb9kg04QSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WuALwPnbsQg/s400/98256488.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><strong>Dias estranhos...</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Outro dia estranho?!?!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Sintomas de saudade...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Ares de vazio no peito...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Meus olhos reclamam pelos teus,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Viajando nas ondas do tempo ...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Que passa lento...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Lento demais.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">No silêncio do coração</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Vaga um tremor de estrelas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Nas mãos um calor inconstante</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Nos pensamentos...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Ahh! E quem pode saber</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">O que vai no pensamento de uma criatura apaixonada?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">E o dia segue...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">Estranho!!!</span><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span><br /><span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-3776834839765439962?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-85641522328737951542010-06-11T21:46:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:14:28.699-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TBLYEpQfCbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/j-cDKHLgJvU/s1600/42-15331188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="297" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TBLYEpQfCbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/j-cDKHLgJvU/s400/42-15331188.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Instante...</em></strong></span></div><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Um minuto,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Um instante,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Um sopro,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Um lapso...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Num abrir e fechar de olhos,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Tua presença eu pressinto...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Vontade louca de ter asas nessa hora,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Ter como destino teu corpo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Envolver-te feito um vento quente...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Desarrumar teus cabelos</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>E beijar tua boca!</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Sou sonho,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Sou leveza agora...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Neste tênue instante,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Flutuo ao teu redor...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Invadindo-te pra sempre,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Num instante eterno!!</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em></em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em> Silvia Schiefler </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-8564152232873795154?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-19645155064895485522010-06-02T23:27:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:13:08.543-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TAb4E7Y4LsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6r4tMu2QvS4/s1600/42-15512922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/TAb4E7Y4LsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6r4tMu2QvS4/s320/42-15512922.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong><em>O Mundo e Nós Dois...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dia desses te perguntei:</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"Pensando no que?!?!"</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">E respondeste:</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"No mundo!!!"</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">E o que tem o mundo?!?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eu quis saber...</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">É muito grande?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">É estranho?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Incompreensível às vezes,</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Como a vida?!?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"O Mundo?!?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">O Mundo no fundo é miúdo...</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cabe na fração do segundo.</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">O Mundo é curto,</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">E cabe na palma da mão...</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tão pequeno,</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Que nele não cabe "nós dois".</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">E o que fazemos então?!?</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"Sonhar é preciso...</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #0c343d; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">E amar mais ainda"...</span></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-1964515506489548552?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-82098599311568759332010-05-15T01:09:00.001-03:002011-03-28T15:12:33.806-03:00<div align="center"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S-4eWix0ppI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ngl5V1EBAV4/s1600/42-15259877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S-4eWix0ppI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ngl5V1EBAV4/s400/42-15259877.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Versos, Rimas, Palavras e Letras...</span></em></strong><br /><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De toda minha poesia, </span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És tu o verso mais perfeito</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">A rima mais elaborada</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">A palavra mais doce...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De todos os meus versos</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És o que carrega mais amor,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">O mais perfumado</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">O mais decantado...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De todas as minhas rimas</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a mais curta e mais intensa</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">A mais verdadeira</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">E a mais gostosa de ouvir...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De todas as minhas palavras,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a que mais me traduz</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">A que mais me toca a alma,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a que mais gosto de pronunciar...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De todas as letras desse papel,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a que mais faz meus olhos brilharem,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a que mais fala de mim...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">De todas as minhas letras,</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;">És a que melhor representa o que sinto...</span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;"> <strong><em>AMOR!!!</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: #0c343d;"> </span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-8209859931156875933?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-30396159336199463802010-05-12T10:57:00.002-03:002011-03-28T15:11:19.209-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Momento Doce...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Sono chegando de mansinho,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Enquanto penso em ti...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Na segurança e na certeza das tuas palavras...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Enquanto penso na beleza de cada sonho nosso,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Na paz que um dá ao outro.</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Penso nas palavras,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Nas histórias que contas da tua vida,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">E que me trazem aos lábios mais um sorriso.</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Penso na firmeza com que dizes: "Você É Minha Mulher"!</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Penso em cada brincadeira,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Em cada risada...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Penso enquanto o sono vai me levando...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Penso e me sinto forte, feliz, plena...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Absoluta como jamais me senti.</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Só me resta agradecer à vida,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Aos anjos, ao Céu... </span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Porque sou feliz!</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Vou dormir o sono de paz,</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Embalada por esse doce momento...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Parto num voo cheio de amor...</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Em busca de ti!!!</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;">Me espera?!?!</span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;"> </span></em></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #0c343d;"> </span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-3039615933619946380?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-47123258542244820142010-04-27T16:24:00.003-03:002010-05-07T20:56:14.056-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S-Snohk8ekI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wgooi6K8tKo/s1600/GreenEyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="120" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S-Snohk8ekI/AAAAAAAAAT0/wgooi6K8tKo/s400/GreenEyes.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Ousadia...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ousadia é querer o melhor da vida...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">É lutar para obter,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sem ninguém prejudicar.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ousadia é viver cada dia </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Como se o último fosse,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tem coisas que não se explica...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Minha maior ousadia </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Foi conquistar a mim mesma,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Convidar-me para a dança da vida.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Permitir-me viver ainda que seja </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pra sofrer no final...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mas viver...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ousadia foi encontrar minha serenidade,</div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">E conquistar minha paz...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ousadia é sacudir o mundo com leveza,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Deixar belas marcas no coração de alguém...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trilhar o caminho que está sempre além.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-4712325854224482014?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-76806168325410913022010-04-01T11:01:00.002-03:002010-04-01T11:03:49.414-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S7SlJpHK_sI/AAAAAAAAATE/2V_1LyzzYtY/s1600/noite+estrelada4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S7SlJpHK_sI/AAAAAAAAATE/2V_1LyzzYtY/s400/noite+estrelada4.jpg" width="331" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Olhe para o céu...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Mas olhe com atenção</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Como faz tempo que não o faz...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Olhe cada estrela e sua luz.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Sinta-se como parte desse céu,</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Como uma estrela que brilha</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Sinta o ser vivo que és</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Sinta o amor pulsando em teu coração...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Eis o Código da Vida!</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>O código que nos faz eternos</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Partes do Criador.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>O Universo é nossa casa,</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>A natureza, o conhecimento e a sabedoria</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Nossos maiores bens...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Redescobre teu mundo...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Desvenda teu eu,</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Desarma o espírito</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>E deixe desaguar o mar de emoções...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Decifra o código...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>O teu código.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Descomplica teu viver</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Cumpre tua missão...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Agradeça...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Muda o que for necessário...</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Segue em frente </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>E seja feliz!!!</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <strong><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Silvia Schiefler de Oliveira</span></em></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-7680616832541091302?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23658248.post-10795348067909705412010-03-28T21:33:00.004-03:002010-03-28T21:48:53.745-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S6_1fYq3t-I/AAAAAAAAASc/u4hMAlEYOqk/s1600/chuva.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453847593315973090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Psb73XvqCs0/S6_1fYq3t-I/AAAAAAAAASc/u4hMAlEYOqk/s320/chuva.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">Ladainha D'Água</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Água do Universo</div><div align="center">Água da chuva</div><div align="center">Água dos corpos</div><div align="center">Água dos mares...</div><div align="center">E das marés</div><div align="center">Água de rio</div><div align="center">Água da vida</div><div align="center">Água que limpa...</div><div align="center">E regenera</div><div align="center">Água que mata sede</div><div align="center">Água que lava a alma</div><div align="center">Planeta Água</div><div align="center">Água na boca</div><div align="center">Água doce...</div><div align="center">E salgada</div><div align="center">Água gelada</div><div align="center">Água de colônia</div><div align="center">Água de cheiro...</div><div align="center">Aguaceiro</div><div align="center">Água de banho</div><div align="center">Água marinha</div><div align="center">Água que brilha...</div><div align="center">E que energiza</div><div align="center">Água que acalma</div><div align="center">Olho d'água</div><div align="center">Água de poço...</div><div align="center">E de cachoeira</div><div align="center">Água da fonte </div><div align="center">Água que gera</div><div align="center">Água da vida...</div><div align="center">E da cura</div><div align="center">Água de amor</div><div align="center">Água que canta</div><div align="center">Água que ondula...</div><div align="center">E que dança</div><div align="center">Água que corre...</div><div align="center">Que vai e que volta</div><div align="center">Água de açúcar</div><div align="center">Água do TODO</div><div align="center">Água que batiza</div><div align="center">Água dos olhos...</div><div align="center">A lágrima</div><div align="center">Água que apaga fogo</div><div align="center">Água da purificação</div><div align="center">Água que salva</div><div align="center">Água de lava pés</div><div align="center">Água da paz...</div><div align="center">E bendita</div><div align="center">Água azul...</div><div align="center">E cristalina</div><div align="center">Água de onde viemos...</div><div align="center">Da origem de tudo</div><div align="center">Deusa Água!</div><div align="center">Água Mãe...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23658248-1079534806790970541?l=prazerdepensar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Schieflerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10731691078620960736noreply@blogger.com0